The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

As soon as Yan Luo opened his eyes, several policemen immediately took a step back.

"What do you want to do?" the long-faced policeman asked.

He couldn't help but feel fearful as he thought of the thirteen naked corpses.

"I didn't do anything." Yan Luo said.

At this time, Police Officer Calm's cell phone suddenly rang.

"I'm going out to take a call. Don't get impulsive with him." The calm policeman said and walked out of the room.

The long-faced policeman's momentum was gone. He sat on a chair, keeping a distance from Yan Luo. The two policemen accompanying him also sat on dining chairs, both staring at Yan Luo intently.

Yan Luo stood up and moved his arms, but his body was still a little sore.

After the activity, he walked towards the long-faced policeman.

The long-faced policeman turned pale, raised his gun again and pointed it at Yan Luo, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't be nervous, I just want to introduce myself." Yan Luo blocked the gun of the long-faced policeman with his hand and said with a smile.

"You, don't do any tricks."

"I am the president of the Heroes Association. Our association is responsible for clearing out dangerous death row criminals and hunting down all kinds of monsters that harm the people. The thirteen corpses you found were indeed killed by our association. However, their identities themselves It’s the mafia, a group of people that your government has been unable to do anything about, and your surveillance will tell you everything.”

Yan Luo's words stunned the long-faced policeman for a moment, and then he retorted: "Heroes Association? Why haven't I heard of it? Do you have permission from the government?"

"No, and there is no need to."

Yan Luo let go of the hand holding the long-faced policeman's gun, and saw that the front end of the pistol had completely deformed.

The long-faced policeman was shocked. His attention had been on Yan Luo's face, and now he realized that the gun had been bent and broken by the force of his hand. If he fired now, the bullet would definitely explode.

At this time, the calm policeman walked in, "The surveillance is called up, Morgan. According to the previous footage, all those thirteen people are criminals. They raided this burger restaurant."

Morgan, the long-faced policeman, was stunned for a moment, then nodded numbly.

"Now you can leave here and let me recover, right?"

"But, you still have to go back with us and do an investigation," Morgan said to Yan Luo.

"Hahaha." Yan Luo smiled heartily and suddenly lifted Morgan up with one hand. "Please say it again."

"me"

"What are you doing? Put him down, or I'll shoot." Police officer Shen Wen and two other police officers quickly pointed their guns at Yan Luo.

"If you leave here, nothing will happen. How many times do I have to say this? Do you have to do it?" Yan Luo said, throwing Morgan out of the store.

At the same time, the other two policemen opened fire, and the two bullets hit Yan Luo's body accurately, but were bounced off by the ice shell that suddenly covered him.

Yan Luo quickly approached and lifted the two policemen up one by one, causing them to collide.

"You always don't shed tears until you see the coffin, which makes it difficult for me to sleep peacefully."

After saying that, he threw the two policemen out the door again.

At this moment, only the calm policeman was still in the house. He pointed the gun at Yan Luo tremblingly and stepped back step by step.

With a 'click' sound, his mobile phone playing the surveillance video fell from his trouser pocket and fell to the ground.

"Don't disturb other people's lunch break." Yan Luo said, making a please gesture. "Don't forget to take your cell phone."

The policeman remained silent, bypassing Yan Luo and arriving at the door. When he was about to leave, he turned around and said something to Yan Luo.

"Someone will punish you."

"Oh?" These words made Yan Luo feel funny. He hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to turn around until he reached the door. After turning around, he said such a harmless thing.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.," the policeman said. "Specially designed to deal with people like you."

After he finished speaking, he slipped away.

Yan Luo thought to himself that I had met Nick Fury a long time ago and had saved Phil Coulson's life.

Putting all this aside, even if SHIELD takes action against him due to pressure from the US government, he is not without the ability to fight back.

In this world, as Fire Fist Russell said, the power of power is too great. People without power will be overwhelmed by power, and their freedom will be chipped away layer by layer.

Yan Luo is now a powerless person. The police and the US government are pressing hard on him. He punishes the villains, but he is also suppressed by the government as if it is nosy. If he wants to rest and recover, the police come in and do everything possible. disturb him.

Yan Luo understood that if he didn't still have some strength, he would have to listen to those policemen and go back with them to be supervised and investigated. If he refused, he would be rebelling against the government and would take bullets. Yan Luo would be the one who died by then. , is a victim who has no rights and no one cares about him.

The more he understands this, the more he wants to become stronger, the more he wants to develop a powerful force, influence the entire world, and reshuffle power and freedom.

Developing power requires talents. Yan Luo has expanded the association's capacity to 5. Now he decides to take the initiative and recruit useful people to join.

The black market is where dirty deals are made, where government supervision is evaded, and where money makes things easier.

Yan Luo came here and walked straight into a wooden house. In the house sat a white-skinned middle-aged man, smoking a pipe.

"Are you here to sell your organs?"

The white-skinned middle-aged man looked Yan Luo up and down. He saw that there were many people. With Yan Luo's rustic dress, most of them were here to sell their organs. After all, there was a lot of kidney trading here.

Yan Luo smiled, he came here to recruit people.

After all, the association still has two vacancies, and he wants to fill them quickly, and then try what the skull button does.

"I want to do a specific deal." Yan Luo said.

"Let's talk about it first." The white-skinned middle-aged man smoked his pipe.

"You know, there are many capable people living in this world. Some people have special skills, and some are born with supernatural powers. These people have not been discovered by SHIELD and do not want to be discovered. They live ordinary lives." Yan Luo said, "Yes, I mean, if you help me find this kind of person, I will pay you."

The white-skinned middle-aged man frowned, "I don't understand what you mean. Are you looking for your relatives?"

"No, to put it simply, I'm looking for someone powerful." Yan Luo said.

The look in the middle-aged man's eyes changed. As a leader in the black market, he had met countless customers, and he could tell the identity of many people who came to him at a glance.

He originally thought that no matter what Yan Luo was here to do, it could never be from the government or SHIELD.

But when looking for people with special abilities, this need should not represent individuals, but should represent organizations.

‘Did I make a mistake? This guy comes from some big organization? No, it can't be someone from SHIELD. People from SHIELD can't find me. ’

The white-skinned middle-aged man thought over and over again, and finally he asked: "Who introduced you to me?"

Yan Luo was not introduced by anyone. He just imagined what the black market would look like in his mind, and then opened the portal, and here he was, meeting this white-skinned middle-aged man.

"My friend, don't worry, I know the confidentiality and the rules." Yan Luo said.

"You just said that we will help you find this kind of person, and we will just notify you when we find him. We don't need to help you persuade him. Can you understand it this way?" asked the middle-aged white man.

"Yes, that's right, as long as you can find such a person, it will be fine, but he must have special skills, abilities, or some kind of talent. I don't want to find useless people."

"How much can you pay?"

"Tell me about it." Yan Luo decided to let the other party raise the price.

"This kind of thing, with our connections, it's no problem to find a dozen guys who meet your conditions, but it requires a lot of manpower and resources. You should understand that it can't be done without $80."

Yan Luo smiled and said, "I will pay you 100 million to find at least 15 of them and give me the most detailed contact information, including their home address."

"You know, we pay first and deliver the goods later." The white-skinned middle-aged man looked at Yan Luo.

"no problem."

Yan Luo smiled, thinking that he had to plan carefully and rob the New York Bank.